Chapter 275: The Celestial Ship

Even Xie Que didn't react.

Ao Bing swept away with his body.

Yan Guang and the other two wanted to stop him, but Ao Bing had already flown far away.

He was far beyond their attack range.

In terms of speed, they couldn't even compare with him.

It was just that Xie Que was physically strong. Even though Ao Bing was a god, he could only think a few thoughts at this time.

Xie Que, who was invulnerable to ghosts and gods, was not afraid of Ao Bing taking over his body.

But no matter how Xie Que resisted, he felt that his power was in the sea and he disappeared in the end.

Behind him, the Red Dragon Dharma King, who was trapped in the killing barrier, began to whip the corpse of the Tianlong Venerable.

After a while, accompanied by the blood mist rising into the sky.

The Red Dragon Dharma King disappeared without a trace.

The earth was completely in ruins, and the red flames were injected into the core of Songshan, which caused the volcano to erupt in an instant.

Dust and smoke continued to spread, and the dragon blood and body were scattered everywhere.

Fortunately, Master Jichen used the formation to send away many disciples of Songshan in advance.

Otherwise, those young monks would definitely not be able to survive today.

Only the top of Songshan, which was like a hill, was left. Master Guya seemed to have been drained of all his vitality by the Tianlong Shroud and knelt on the ground.

The whole person was like a long-dead mummy, with withered flesh and blood, leaving only a layer of skin and bones.

Only his thoughts were gone and his Yang Shen was still there. Under the cover of the power of the stars in the sky, it had not been completely annihilated.

"Brother!" Seeing that Xie Que's body was swept away and he could not catch up, Master Jichen flew to Master Guya helplessly and began to transfer his thoughts to revive his Yang Shen's vitality.

But his body was dead, and he could only transform into a corpse immortal from now on.

Or worship the gods... let the gods reshape his body.

But with Master Guya's personality, asking him to worship the gods... I'm afraid it would be more uncomfortable than asking him to die.

"What does this evil god... want to do?" Xie Que's mind was full of thoughts, and his endless divine will froze his Yin spirit.

The Bodhi tree fell into a dead silence, and the divine will that kept bursting out was even about to solidify and seal Xie Que's body.

Ao Bing did not rashly let his thoughts escape into Xie Que's body.

He had suffered this loss last time.

I don't know what god Xie Que worshipped, or if there is another secret in his body.

According to Ao Bing's thinking, Xie Que might be the reincarnation of the Holy King.

After all, how could a little guy who was only in the fourth realm be stronger than the Yangshen Zhenjun who had condensed his body and Dharma body?

Or, when Xie Que came out of Kunpeng's demon master's dojo, he was captured by his master and taken to the ruins of the North Sea, but he concealed something.

Kunpeng...

This demon master who has been dead for countless years has an eternal and immortal body.

The secret of him is what Ao Bing pursued all his life.

It was just Zhuang Zhou's thoughts that protected his Taoist temple, which made him unable to start even though he was a god.

Although Nanhua Taoist was not a god, he was also a first-class existence.

Just an evil body could suppress him for many years.

A golden stick rose up to the sky, and it instantly surpassed the speed of Ao Bing's divine thoughts and intercepted him in front of him.

"Master?" Although Xie Que was coerced, he could still see everything happening in the outside world.

"Get out." Ao Bing let out a low roar, and with this dragon roar, the golden stick shook for a while, but it was still horizontal in front.

There was no divinity in Ao Bing's cold and indifferent eyes, but his thoughts were the divinity itself!

His thoughts sent out the purest consciousness impact.

At this level, the weapon will also be attached to the owner's thoughts, so that it can be used at will.

And impacting consciousness is the most straightforward move of the soul.

There are no people and skills, but no moves in the moves is also the best means for Ao Bing who only has thoughts left.

Under the impact of divine thoughts, this unsystematic and untraceable force crushed through the golden stick.

Ao Bing was full of confidence and thought that the owner of the weapon would fall into confusion.

But what was coming was a shocking blow!

This stick stopped three inches in front of Xie Que, but it was deeply in Ao Bing's mind.

The golden stick changed into thousands of shadows in an instant, and each stick was to stop Ao Bing's steps!

Ao Bing felt that his thoughts were blocked and it was difficult to move forward.

"It seems that I didn't have a sparring match with you a few days ago, or I underestimated you..."

Ao Bing's heart condensed into a sword, and a thought began to burn instantly, and a sword of thought containing divinity cut down the golden stick directly.

Under the heavy knocks, the world was silent.

But Yan Guang's face turned pale, and his figure retreated several miles.

"Old earthworm, where are you going?"

Facing Yan Guang's scolding, Ao Bing ignored it.

At this opportunity, his divine consciousness took Xie Que and rushed away like a stream of light, heading east, and in a moment they were already on the sea.

"Where are we going?" Xie Que began to get anxious.

If they were in the ruins of the North Sea, it would be hard to say whether the secret of the Judicial Death Chart could be kept in the presence of the two gods.

Not to mention other things.

Thoughts flowed through Xie Que's body, and he gritted his teeth and thought of an entry that he had only used once.

Centipede: Golden entry, one day after death, randomly select a part of the body to restore and revive.

He still had some blood and essence left in the Jinmen Buddhist Palace, just for this day!

In his body, the aura of the moon and the sun continued to flow, emitting all kinds of dangerous auras.

Although it might not cause much damage to Ao Bing's divine consciousness.

But suicide is not a problem, it's just a pity for Wu Chou's face.

Xie Que had made up his mind, and the two opposite forces in his body began to be forcefully blended together.

This breath was chaotic and full of destruction, even a body stronger than Yangshen Zhenjun felt trembling.

The two true qi of Taiyin and Taiyang had been nurtured in Xie Que's body for a long time, and the power that burst out was thousands of times greater than the last time!

Xie Que looked at the sea and estimated.

In another seven or eight seconds, it should be the ruins of the North Sea.

That is where Ao Bing and Shen Gongbao were imprisoned.

At this time, it was still in time!

Before the explosion, Xie Que felt that his soul began to disintegrate.

The branches on the Bodhi tree began to wither and decay, and countless cracks appeared on his body.

"Want to die?" Ao Bing's indifferent voice resounded through Xie Que's mind, and a strange breath suddenly fell into his body.

At the same time, Xie Que's body and soul also became calm again.

The damage to his soul and body was completely restored in an instant.

"What's going on?" A golden glow flashed across the death judgment talisman in Xie Que's mind, and another divinity appeared on it.

He was a little speechless.

Ao Bing was willing to give up his divinity for his own sake.

But he could figure it out after a change of mind.

After all, Ao Bing thought that he was a worshiper of God and could be resurrected even if he died.

But Ao Bing's doubtful voice came: "Huh... Where is the divinity?"

The direction of Xie Que's controlled body suddenly turned sharply, and he fell to an unknown place.

Ao Bing's thoughts began to impact Xie Que's soul, and he suddenly felt a little confused.

He didn't even know which direction he was heading.

Tear...

A huge gap was cut into the void by Ao Bing, and the endless sea water was swallowed up by the gap.

"No one knows here, I will study it carefully... to see if you are the reincarnation of the Holy King..."

Ao Bing's indifferent voice sounded in his mind.

Xie Que shook his dizzy head and looked at the seabed that suddenly appeared.

It was a dilapidated ship, spanning hundreds of miles, filled with an inexplicable aura.

But the ship remained unmoved when the void was torn apart, as if time and space seemed to be frozen here.

Xie Que recognized the four ancient characters written in Sanskrit on the ship.

"Ship of the Sea of ​​Desire..."

He was suddenly awakened!

The Sea of ​​Desire, rumored to be in the west of the heaven, was transformed by the demon Buddha Po Xun.

So... could this ship come from the legendary heaven?